Yesterday, my son decided it was time to write his Christmas list for Santa. As he sat at the table writing his list, he excitedly proclaimed, "Santa will get me everything on my list!" Wiping the sweat from my brow, I tried to lower his expectations a tad and explained, "Well, sometimes Santa gives you everything, and sometimes he gives you a few things from your list, and sometimes he gives you surprises too!" To which my son replied, "So... should I write 'Surprises X' at the bottom?" Again, trying to softly steer his expectations, I advised, "Oh, no. You don't want to do that. Surprises are what Santa does best." Without batting an eye, my son happily stated, "I don't want surprises. I want what I want. And that's all!" Which, is made pretty clear at the bottom of his list:
I've decided to let reality be his teacher, rather than be a dream killer.